Saturday, I loaded up for a Sunday departure: two side-by-sides, a 20 and a 28, plus my 12-gauge pump in case I got an opportunity to hunt ducks. I packed a tent, sleeping bag, stove, axe, and saw for camping; a cooler for birds and lunches and the occasional cold beer at the end of a day in the field; brierproof pants, rain gear, boots, spare boots, and all the other paraphernalia that seemed either necessary or prudent to have along. BR>
**DAYS 1 AND 2 | To the Promised Land **
I slept soundly and we were off the next morning before dawn, in a cold, driving, late-October rain that made it seem like a good day to be leaving home.